A/N: Hi, I'm kelsbugs68 and thanks for reading my first fanfic story about Veronica Mars. I've included a new character into the steamy plot of Neptune. Liz will guide you through the four years she spent with Veronica and the gang and you'll find out alot about her troubled past, as well. The main pairings will include LoVe and Duncan/Liz. I'll follow the first, second, and third seasons, entering Liz into them. So know I guess I'll let you read the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars, alas I wish I did.
Prolouge:
"Goodbye, Liz."
That was the last thing she said to me before the heart monitor started beeping rapidly and the doctors and nurses started piling into the room, pushing me aside as if I were some kind of rag doll. Tears rolled down my eyes as the heart monitor showed that her heart had given out on her. One of the doctors turned the machine off, shaking her head sadly.
"Time of death, 6:39 p.m. September 19, 2008."
The tears rolled freely down my face now as realization hit me. My best friend was dead. She was never coming back. I jumped out of my sorrow when the door was forcefully pushed open and I met the eyes of my half-brother and my boyfriend of two years.
"Veronica, NO!" my half-brother cried, rushing towards her dead body. This caused me to cry harder and I tried to get out of the room. I couldn't stand to be in there for another minute. I didn't want to see my brother crying over his dead girlfriend's corpse. I was just an inch away from freedom when somebody pulled me back into the room.
"NO, let me go!" I cried, struggling to get out of his grip. He just tightened his grip and pulled me into his chest. I, defeated, let myself melt against him and start crying my eyes out.
"It's okay," he said, soothingly rubbing back to stop my crying. It worked and I quieted down, just giving little hiccupping sobs now. I pulled out of his hug and stared into his concerned blue eyes. God, how I could just get lost in those blue eyes.
"Are you okay, now?" he asked, searching my eyes for an answer.
"Yeah," I replied quietly. He nodded but I could tell he didn't believe me.
"Come on, let's get you home." I glanced at my brother, who was grasping the hand of his dead girlfriend and mumbling some nonsense that I couldn't understand, and shook my head no.
"I can't leave Logan all alone."
"Okay, I'm going to go grab a cappuccino. Do you want anything, Liz?"
"No, I'm alright," I said, smiling weakly.
"I'll be back in a couple of minutes, k?" he asked, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"K, Duncan." His lips met mine in a quick peck and he retreated silently out of the room, smiling at me as he left the room. I stood staring at him like some mindless zombie as he left the room. Even the simplest of his kisses seemed to leave me breathless. Damn, him. I quickly realized I had forgotten about my brother and rushed over to him.
He started sobbing almost as soon as I pulled him into my arms. I spoke soothingly to him and cried silently along with him. Soon he was asleep in my arms and I, too, was almost asleep.
My cell phone started ringing, all of sudden, and I gently put Logan's head down on the bed and grabbed into my purse for my cell phone. I saw the number and my breath caught in my throat. Oh, great how was I going to break this to everybody, unless Duncan already had. Why, then, would Keith be calling me? I silently cursed under my breath and flipped my phone open.
"Hello?" I asked, making the sorrow in my voice evident.
"Gees, girl, you sound like hell. I was just checking up on V. How's she doing?" a familiar voice asked from the other line. I felt like laughing, knowing how my best friend was going to react to the news.
"Wallace, sh-she's dead."
"She's what?" he asked, disbelief showing in his voice.
"Wallace, she's dead," I sobbed out, hating myself for doing this to him.
"Hang on, Liz, we're coming down." I could hear people banging in the background and car doors opening and closing. He hung up quickly and I was left there to burst into tears again. Keith, Wallace, and Mac had just left for a cup of coffee and now, here they were hurrying back because Veronica had died.
I threw the cell phone on the ground and started to cry tears of frustration. If only I hadn't let Veronica leave by herself that night, she would still be here with us. I remembered the first time I met her. She was the only real friend I ever really had. Her sassiness and spunkiness were the two things I loved about her. Now she was gone. I couldn't believe I had let her die!
My life had really changed in the past four years. Moving to Neptune and meeting the "wonderful" people here had made a huge impact upon it. It seems like it was only yesterday I had left Chicago and moved here to find out the facts of my childhood. In memory of Veronica, let me tell you of the four years of my life I spent with the greatest person I ever met, my way of telling it.
A/N: Well, there's the preview of the story is going to be like. The first chapter will be out in a couple of days, but remember it's the holidays, so it might be out or it might not. Please review!